Goin' back to my earliest poems, I found these selections fit my mood this Monday. I felt youthful today, like a child. The following poems come from a series of mine called 100 American Haikus/or 100 3 line poems written way back in the late 1990's. I would like to see these in a book someday.
77.
A baby’s pacifier
an old man’s pipe
keep calm.
78.
Rain cloud
coming towards
my house.
79.
The magic of
a boy’s
childhood games.
80.
I’m afraid
of something
and I don’t want to say.
81.
As a child
I thought-
where did the sun go?
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